2677 Borrowing Another’s Hand to Deliver a Gift
If he had known, he wouldn’t have told him that the young crown prince consort didn’t receive an invitation letter!
Vassal Prince Rong massaged his throbbing temples and advised amiably, “Your Highness, there are many benefits to going to the Imperial Academy. Other people can’t even beg for this opportunity.”
Seeing that Duan Yue didn’t respond, Rong Qing hastily added, “In any case, the entrance exam is on March 15th, so there are still seven to eight days for you to reconsider.”
“Oh? Does it even need reconsidering?”
Rong Qing quickly said, “Perhaps the crown prince of the Divine Province has a way to bring along his crown prince consort?”
Duan Yue was startled when he heard this, but he soon became spirited. “What you say makes some sense.”
If Mo Lian that guy had to go to the Imperial Academy to fight for first place on the Heavenly Origin Ranking, he would definitely bring Qiaoqiao along even if it meant forging a fake invitation letter!
It had to be said that Duan Yue truly understood Crown Prince Mo too well…
Vassal Prince Rong inwardly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Duan Yue had changed his mind. “We had best make preparations in advance.”
‘If there was anything to prepare, he just had to inform Mother in advance.’
Duan Yue thought with a frown.
Seeing that he wasn’t answering again, Rong Qing exasperatedly picked up his teacup and drank a mouthful of tea.
After savoring the tea, his eyes instantly brightened. “This? This tea? This is?”
Such concentrated spiritual energy slid down into his stomach like a warm current. It was too soothing.
Duan Yue’s bummed mood was immediately swept away, and he winked triumphantly at Rong Qing. “How is it? It’s delicious, right! This spiritual tea that Qiaoqiao gave me isn’t sold outside.”
Vassal Prince Rong nodded. “After drinking the spiritual tea, I felt my meridians reacting, and my spiritual energy is also circulating more rapidly.”
Duan Yue was even more pleased with himself when he heard this. He thought: ‘If that silly old geezer from the Imperial Academy didn’t admit our Qiaoqiao into the academy, it would simply be his loss of eight lifetimes.’
“Your Highness.” Xiao’ke’zi’s report came from outside the door. “Noble Lady Qing’s boy servant gifted a level-seven spiritual horse to our Noble Consort Duan. Her Highness the Noble Consort said that she wouldn’t use it, so she sent it to Your Highness. It was said to be captured in the Crimson Shadow Forest. Your Highness, do you want to come out and take a look? It is so mighty and good-looking.”
Duan Yue raised an eyebrow.
Noble Lady Qing was said to be giving Mother a spiritual horse, but in reality, she was borrowing Mother’s hand to give it to him.
Spiritual horses were not as commonly seen as mystic horses. After all, the former had activated their spiritual conscious. Whether it was the speed at which they reacted, or the distance they could travel in a day, mystic horses could not compare to them at all.
“Yes, Your Highness.” Xiao’ke’zi retreated.
Duan Yue curled his lips. When he thought of Empress Liu’s sorry plight during this period of time, he couldn’t help but find it funny.
Rong Qing lowered his eyes and downed the spiritual tea in one gulp. “Your Highness, do you want to reward this humble official with several taels of spiritual tea?”
“Get lost!”
Rong Qing scratched his nose and left the Taiji Palace with grief written all over his face.
The boat of friendship could capsize at the drop of a hat.
After Rong Qing left his bedchamber, Duan Yue poured himself another cup of steaming spiritual tea and sipped from it.
Their departure from the icebound snow territory and return to Pingshan Town marked the start of Empress Liu’s unlucky life.
First, Princess Jiankang got poisoned by a neurotoxin after getting flogged 10 times.
Subsequently, Empress Liu had no choice but to bring the female herbalist Qingqing, this thorn in her side, to her palace to treat her daughter Jiankang.
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